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Adrian’s New Uniform Part 15
What does she mean, ‘we?’ Her mother answered “yes of course dear, but please don’t be long girls”. With that Cathy grabbed my hand and got up from the table. I followed Cathy into the ladies toilets, where we had a quick chat. “So what do you think Ade, Do you want to come holiday with us?” “I don’t know Cath, I like being with you but I don’t want to spoil your trip to Disney.” “Surprisingly, I’m starting to like having you around too, I really wouldn’t mind if you came with us. The real problem is this will be a two week holiday, you would have to be ‘Adrienne’ for a full two weeks.” “I’m not willing to do that Cath, these shoes are killing me and this bra really hurt, then I guess you already understand that.” “You soon get used to them. I suggest you just say yes to my Mum now and make some excuse nearer the time to get out of it. Let’s get back before another 20 ant-sized courses turn up.” “K, but while we’re here, I could do with using the toilet.” “Go ahead, I’ll wait, that’s what girls do.” Neither of us were prepared for what we saw when we returned to the dinning room. Cathy put her hand over her mouth; I thought she was going to scream. My Dad and Mrs. Davies are kissing. The kissing stopped as soon as Cathy and I reappeared, but both adults looked very sheepish. They just couldn’t stop looking into each others eyes. We quietly finished our meal, then desserts, then coffees, then chocolates; it just went on and on. It’s almost 9pm on Monday night, I’ve been dressed in girls clothes since 5pm on Friday, I just wish we could go home so I could get out of those clothes and back to being a normal boy again. “George, I forgot to apologise for getting here so late, my car is still giving me trouble, and we had to order a taxi”, said Mrs. Davies, trying not to smile. “There will be no need for a taxi to get home Helen, Adrienne and I will take you back in our car” was Dads’ reply. I watched Cathy climb into the back of our car, carefully holding her skirt and swinging her legs into place after sitting down. Then I tired to copy the same moves, I doubt I was anywhere near as elegant. Dad drove us all to Cathy’s house where Mrs. Davies decided to invite us in. “Just a quick coffee before you go home George” she suggested. By 11pm Cathy had changed into more comfortable clothes, of course she still had to wear a skirt since her mother would never buy her anything else. I am still stuck in my new re mini-dress, which is comfortable enough but I would love to get out of it. “OK girls, it’s another school day tomorrow and it’s getting late” said Mrs. Davies. “Are we ready to go home Dad?” I asked. “Not tonight my beautiful daughter” he said loudly, “Helen has graciously offered to let us stay the night. You can share with Cathy and I’ll use the settee. This is bad, I have to spend another night at Cathy’s and that means I’ll have to go to school tomorrow wearing another set of Cathy’s uniform. Why is Dad doing this to me? I have to see him and ask why we can’t go home. The settee is empty! Where has Dad gone? I’m stuck here again; I’ll have to go to school dressed as a girl again. I don’t care what Cathy says, I’ve been wear this bra for 4 whole days and it still hurts and I hate heeled shoes and most of all I hate skirts! I cry myself to sleep as Cathy holds me close; knowing tomorrow will be another terrible day. Then she slips her hand under my nightdress and moves my hand onto her breasts, suddenly the world is not such a terrible place.
What does she mean, ‘we?’ Her mother answered “yes of course dear, but please don’t be long girls”. With that Cathy grabbed my hand and got up from the table. I followed Cathy into the ladies toilets, where we had a quick chat. “So what do you think Ade, Do you want to come holiday with us?” “I don’t know Cath, I like being with you but I don’t want to spoil your trip to Disney.” “Surprisingly, I’m starting to like having you around too, I really wouldn’t mind if you came with us. The real problem is this will be a two week holiday, you would have to be ‘Adrienne’ for a full two weeks.” “I’m not willing to do that Cath, these shoes are killing me and this bra really hurt, then I guess you already understand that.” “You soon get used to them. I suggest you just say yes to my Mum now and make some excuse nearer the time to get out of it. Let’s get back before another 20 ant-sized courses turn up.” “K, but while we’re here, I could do with using the toilet.” “Go ahead, I’ll wait, that’s what girls do.” Neither of us were prepared for what we saw when we returned to the dinning room. Cathy put her hand over her mouth; I thought she was going to scream. My Dad and Mrs. Davies are kissing. The kissing stopped as soon as Cathy and I reappeared, but both adults looked very sheepish. They just couldn’t stop looking into each others eyes. We quietly finished our meal, then desserts, then coffees, then chocolates; it just went on and on. It’s almost 9pm on Monday night, I’ve been dressed in girls clothes since 5pm on Friday, I just wish we could go home so I could get out of those clothes and back to being a normal boy again. “George, I forgot to apologise for getting here so late, my car is still giving me trouble, and we had to order a taxi”, said Mrs. Davies, trying not to smile. “There will be no need for a taxi to get home Helen, Adrienne and I will take you back in our car” was Dads’ reply. I watched Cathy climb into the back of our car, carefully holding her skirt and swinging her legs into place after sitting down. Then I tired to copy the same moves, I doubt I was anywhere near as elegant. Dad drove us all to Cathy’s house where Mrs. Davies decided to invite us in. “Just a quick coffee before you go home George” she suggested. By 11pm Cathy had changed into more comfortable clothes, of course she still had to wear a skirt since her mother would never buy her anything else. I am still stuck in my new re mini-dress, which is comfortable enough but I would love to get out of it. “OK girls, it’s another school day tomorrow and it’s getting late” said Mrs. Davies. “Are we ready to go home Dad?” I asked. “Not tonight my beautiful daughter” he said loudly, “Helen has graciously offered to let us stay the night. You can share with Cathy and I’ll use the settee. This is bad, I have to spend another night at Cathy’s and that means I’ll have to go to school tomorrow wearing another set of Cathy’s uniform. Why is Dad doing this to me? I have to see him and ask why we can’t go home. The settee is empty! Where has Dad gone? I’m stuck here again; I’ll have to go to school dressed as a girl again. I don’t care what Cathy says, I’ve been wear this bra for 4 whole days and it still hurts and I hate heeled shoes and most of all I hate skirts! I cry myself to sleep as Cathy holds me close; knowing tomorrow will be another terrible day. Then she slips her hand under my nightdress and moves my hand onto her breasts, suddenly the world is not such a terrible place.
By:
oldgrumpy
Age:
51-55
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Male
